Home by the Sea

Creeping up the blind side, shinning up the wallstealing through the dark of nightClimbing through a window, stepping to the floor checking to the left and the right Picking up the pieces, putting them away something doesn't feel quite right

Help me someone, let me out of here then out of the dark was suddenly heard Welcome to the Home by the Sea

Coming out the woodwork, thru the open door pushing from above and below shadows with no substance, in the shape of men round and down and sideways they go adrift without direction, eyes that hold despair then as one they sigh and they moan

Help us someone, let us out of here living here so long undisturbed dreaming of the time we were free so many years ago before the time when we first heard Welcome to the Home by the Sea

At 12 steps meetings we
sit down,
and
we relive our lives in what we tell each other our experiences.
We share our experience, strength and hope for your recovery.
Newcomers experience, sometimes for the first time ever, hope for their own recovery.